[Intro]
Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the new school
All these motherfuckers in the Atlanta, and Chicago, and Comtpon
Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation
Ya know what I'm saying? Nothing but love for the new school
That's who were going do this one for, ya feel me?
[Hook]
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the new school didn't pave the way x5
[Verse 1]
I remember Dizzy Wright, Young Thug, Dave East
Uzi, Joey but, that didn’t last
Rae Sremmurd was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Big Sean show, with Future
And Asap Ferg was puttin in work, with Asap Rocky
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal. Remember Drake, with Meek Mill?!
When Migos was puttin Potholes in the game
I can’t explain how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don’t stop, sippin on that Private Stock
Through my speaker Nicki Minaj, and Young M.A
Listen to Ab-Soul, J Cole to get me through the night
With Metro Boomin and 21 Savage, to No Heart
Remember “Hard In Da Paint” was the bomb shit, nuttin like the new school
[Hook]
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the new school didn't pave the way x5
[Verse 2: Lil Slim C]
I had, Shell Toes, and DVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, Ringolevio, or catch a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch
I remember. way back, the weak weed they had
Too many seeds in that grey bag
Freddie Gibbs with that, old school Method Man flow
Remember when i was on the train, freestyling to Paid In Full
With some wild kids from Atlanta, profiling
Cus the hoochies was starin, thinking "what them n***as wearing?"
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, humpin hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
The weather was 400 Degreez, then tomoroww 500 Degrezz, almost burnin of it
A young n***a tryin to stay away from Chicago
All of my n***as in the darkest nights, tryna make it real
Sitting on my roof, sippin 10 proof, ain't nuttin like the new school
[Hook]
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the new school didn't pave the way x5
[Verse 3: Lil Slim C]
Remember popping and locking to Schoolboy Q, the name belts
And Earl Sweatshirt the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Mick Jenkis was spittin Martyrs
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
I remember, breakdancing to Young Dolph
Aiko and Sean, LD when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, I'd rather hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nothing like the new school!
(Snozd)
Nothing like the new school!
Ain't nothin like the new school
[Hook]
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the new school didn't pave the way x5
[Outro: Lil Slim C]
Haha, on the real though
Remember seeing Atlanta go crazy up in the motherfucking party?
Remember motherfuckers used to go, "Weezy F Baby and the F is for the Phenomenal"?"
And motherfuckers would lose they God Damn Mind!
That's the new school to me; that's what I'm sayin (Super, Super)
I remember that i used to go and places where my homies were scared to do it
They was from anywhere but Chicago; that shit was the bomb
Back in the motherfucking new school n***a
Remember skelly n***a? Knocking n***as out the box, popping boxes?
Remember Clipse? Member n***as to run that shit like that?
Remember the block-- 'Member screaming up at your moms from the window?
(Lil Dicky is funny as Hell...)
The ice cream truck, remember all the mother--
'Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo, remember the Italian Ices?!
The N***as comin' down with the coconut ices and shit?
I came through the door, said it before
That was the shit!
Nothin like the new school!
